[ Action, Video, and Voice! ] Good Golly, Miss Molly .001

[talentsgirl]

[Molly woke up on her side, in pain, and cold.

That's strange. I wasn't asleep a moment ago. Was I?

Also, her brain felt fuzzy. That wouldn't do. Deep breaths, Molly, and she remained still and safe for a moment - movement was a tell, and until she had her focus back she wasn't going to do anything until she was sure she could hide. Then slowly, Molly sat up.]

Woah.

[She was on top of a tree house. In what looked like a tree village, no less. And where the heck were her clothes?]

Let me guess. I'm not in Kansas anymore.

[Molly twisted around to try to see the source of pain on her back, only for bright pink to meet her eye - a single pink wing! With a blue one to match. Oh. Hahahahahaha, this must be a dream. She gave a light tug on one of her wings and the dull pain turned into a shooting one which made her grit her teeth against the sudden flare behind her eyes. OK, girl. The wings stay on. And if this was an illusion, it was a hell of one to sustain that much pain. She glanced around, found, and opened the journal.

Huh.]

...a magic book with my name on it. That's not at all suspicious. Well, I guess I'm already through the looking glass...

Hello, in the book! I'm looking for a white rabbit, he was supposed to give me the time. Or maybe the place? Either way, I'm late for an important date.

[No time to say hello, goodbye... either way, she couldn't sit around waiting for the magic book to talk back. Magic didn't work that way. And it was still here, she could feel it humming but... faint. And very much like it was through a looking glass. Strange.

Either way, she wasn't one to just sit around in a tower - or a treehouse - and wait to be rescued. She held the book carefully opened by inserting one finger in it and closing the book around it in case of a response, not knowing that flashes of video could escape through it as well, and began to make her way down as best as she could in a dress entirely too short for her long legs and thin enough to hint at just how low the thorn tattoo starting high at her neckline curved down. Time to wander the forest in hope of... something. Some kind of clue or direction.]

[Part the Second: Or if you'd rather not rescue/inform a New Feather]

[Clothed in jeans a light jacket, and boots, one tall young lady is poking about all the shops in the square. Maybe you'll run into her there?]

Comments

[arturius]

"Well, that's good. Because it's never come up before."

[talentsgirl]

Molly shrugged, "So you're a little out of place. We all are. And look, it only took you a few tries to become a champion PB&J maker. That says something right there."

[arturius]

"Yes, well, thank you. But I didn't really need a pep talk. I'm the veteran here, remember?" He wasn't upset about it.

[talentsgirl]

Eyebrows. "Then maybe you should be giving me the pep talk."

[arturius]

"Very well. Stand up straight and take on the situation boldly. This place isn't always pleasant and there's enemies all around. But hold true to yourself and you may make it out alive."

[talentsgirl]

Molly managed to keep in laughter that may have otherwise taken on a hysterical edge. She was in another world, with wings slapped on her back, tattooed with a bar code, and receiving a pep talk about the horrors of the place from King Arthur over peanut butter and jelly. Oh God.

"Very inspiring."

[arturius]

He could tell she was doing her best not to laugh at him. He took it in stride. "Yes, well, it works a little better when I'm in armor. And my hands aren't sticky."

[talentsgirl]

"So noted." She smiled and looked down, breathing out as she did so. "But in that case, maybe I should let you get back to getting unsticky."

[arturius]

"You're sure there isn't anything you need?" She was, after all, the New Feather. And he'd done nothing yet.

[talentsgirl]

"You could confirm directions to community building six? The map said south... was that right?"

[arturius]

He nodded. "As far south as you can go in the village, but you'll need to cross the river to the west side first."

[talentsgirl]

"Right, river crossing, got it."

She smiled, "It was nice meeting you, Arthur."

...or should she say KING Arthur? Oh dear.

[arturius]

"Likewise, Molly. I'm sure we'll see each other again," said Arthur with a nod and small smile.